In the middle of a Slovak forest, a group of teenage youths calling themselves "Slovak conscripts" fervently train. With mock assault rifles on their shoulders and nationalistic slogans on their lips, they train to fight a yet unknown enemy. They flaunt tradition and wear camouflage uniforms, looking for their own identity. Is it just a game of war for a few young men who will eventually grow out of it or is it a way of thinking that strongly resonates in Slovak society?